I don't fear the end of my time
I'm hardly holding on
My spirit's all that shows
I'm already a ghost
Better cherish that light
Before your sun refuses to shine
Better offer it your soul
Better let it take you home
Hope will keep you all alone
But if I were the king of the forrest
I'd probably sell the trees and give us air to breath
I'm just like you 
It's only nature to be cruel 
And I'd like to think the sacrifice
would give me what I need to stay alive

We do the dirtiest things
to be the beautiful ones
We find a way
to just complain about being alive
We'd tax the air if I could
And make them pay every dime
We'd find a way
to make the dollar have to keep us alive

And I hate to let it show
But I can never let it go
And then make it so you know
I could never live without hope
I'm never giving up hope
I know that there's much more
to all of this than fortune
We do the dirtiest things
to make a beautiful life
We have to play how they want
to have a way to survive